Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cape Verde and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Cure to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Prince Buster,
Blossom Toes,
Echospace,
Derrick May,
The Red Krayola,
Stetsasonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television,
Reagan Youth,
Swell Maps,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sugar Minott,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Leaves,
AZ,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
Sister Nancy,
DNA,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
Flipper,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visage,
Niagra,
Matthew Halsall,
Tom Boy,
John Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
Al Stewart,
E-Dancer,
Model 500,
Lyres,
Essential Logic,
Wire,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bush Tetras,
Pylon,
Kenny Larkin,
Sarah Menescal,
The Five Americans,
Camouflage,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
Crime,
The Busters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anthony Braxton,
H. Thieme,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.